…It will change…It doesn’t really have a huge effect in your life, think about it, you know I’m right.

-Yes, I know, I don’t doubt it…It’s just…

…just…??

-I didn’t want to end it like that…Well, I just didn’t have to end it, actually…

…It’s already babe, I understand…More than anyone else…But it’s alright, you’ll carry on, like always, everything will march on as per usual, and you will have learnt something else about life…Sacrifice it’s sometimes needed.

Then the woman became a lake of tears on her own. The other one, next to her, hugged her in a patronising but caring way…She knew they needed a wall of steel in that very moment…So she would be it, she would keep her safe…However, it still shocked her how this undestructible agent of the inquisition, an assassin herself, that had to overcome the most indigestous of situations was crying…Because of someone, because of feelings…I guess for someone who has eternity to go, feelings mean nothing anymore…

In My Mind: bright strings, sunset at the beach, playing mind tricks and riddles that none else could understand, and no one will…By night playing trick of mind that hurt my brain, kill my neurones and make my head feel like one of the trenches in the Somme…Somehow, your weak presence is still powerful…Ironic…